Monthly Archives: September 2017
The need is overwhelming
I need to get writing again. I really do.
I wish I had the heart to do it. The ambition.
I’ve lost the drive.
Humor? I don’t know where it went.
Watching the destruction in Texas and the orange troll making it all about him and his photo ops makes me so dreadfully sad for the state of this country.
Sure there are people helping people but when congressmen and senators join the idiot in charge in pissing on us all with lousy picks for key positions in the EPA and other agencies I can’t bring myself to be proud of this damned nation.
I can’t find any humor in #45’s idiotic comments these days. All I see there is insanity and the death knell of all we know.
What we need now is:
Fall has arrived
Night time temperatures down to the low fifties.
Having to actually close windows here and there.
Thinking about soups and stews for dinners.
Dreading the piles of leaves to come.
Wishing winter would hold off and be short and mild. Hearing all sorts of forecasts of a nasty winter to come. Not happy.
At least it is good sleeping weather.
Lucky day?
On days like I had yesterday, I say I am lucky.
I did my normal beginning of the day routine and then at two I went for a hair cut. On the way home, I stopped to pick up another prescription for The Curmudgeon.
Once home, I actually got to sit down and read for a half hour before having to cook dinner.
Maybe today could be even luckier?
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